Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ It's My Life ❯ Chapter 6 ( Chapter 6 )

Me: Chapter 6 everyone and I'm on a roll! Enjoy this chapter… Don't own Yugioh or Characters!!!

 

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It's My Life

 

Chapter 6

 

Malik tossed and turned in his bed. Sweat trickled down his face as he cried out and clawed at whatever was threatening him in his mind…

 

He was having that same dream again for the 5th time in a row…

 

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“W-where am I…?”

 

Malik had been shouting feverishly into the darkness for what felt like hours. He kept hear conniving… taunting voices that wouldn't subside. They picked and picked and picked at him… making his true confidence whither away. Breathing heavily, he turned on shaky legs to run away, but a constricting force stopped him in his tracks and prevented any of his mobility.

 

“Soooo....Maaaliiikk….” an eerie, slithering voice whispered. “I see you've returned…”

 

Struggling to free himself, Malik looked back into the darkness, fear engulfing his heart.

 

“W-what do you want!?! Show yourself!!!”

 

The voice only presented a snicker that rendered shudders up Malik's spine.

 

“My dear, sweet, sweet Malik…” it cooed, the darkness flowing more and more closely to Malik. “I am here… am I not? Besides… you are in no position to be making demands. Why don't you just sit back… relax?”

 

“No!” Malik screamed, wriggling in vain. “Tell me who you are and what you want with me!!”

 

In a huge rush, the darkness engulfed Malik in a second. It was suffocating and blinding, almost like poisonous gas. Coughing, Malik did his best to open his eyes and see, but there was no use. The darkness was just too thick.

 

Then, as quickly as it started, everything just stopped and settled, an eerie peace and quiet replacing the chaotic madness that just happened. Gratefully taking in breaths of air, Malik slowly opened his eyes and looked for any signs of life. There was something… Something in the distance not too far away. It was a person.

 

“Answer me!!!” Malik shouted with all his might. “WHO ARE YOU!?”

 

Malik saw the person shift slightly and turn towards him with unnaturally slow movements. Feeling his body shaking with fear, Malik closed his eyes and wanted nothing more than to will all the bad things taking place to go away. But when he opened his eyes once more, he instantly came face to face with the person he had seen far away.

 

It was… himself.

 

But it wasn't… exactly himself.

 

No. This person's eyes were wide open, his pupils slightly slit. His mouth was stretched nearly from ear to ear in a freakish toothy grin that made Malik shiver. His hair was like platinum blonde also, but it was standing on end like the horns of a demon…

 

“Hello, Malik…” The other person said, his hot breath lingering on Malik's face. “I am YOU.”

 

“No you're not!!!” he yelled in disbelief. “You're not me!!”

 

The other laughed mockingly, lifting his hand and grabbing Malik's hair with enough force to raise him off his feet.

 

“Deny what you want, Malik. But I am you and there's nothing you can do about it… nothing you can do, or Rishid can do.”

 

Malik whimpered when he felt as if his hair would be torn out of his skull. “G-guh… R…Rishid?”

 

“Yeesss…” The other hissed, putting Malik's face direct in front of his own. “He will leave you, ya know. He will desert you… just like EVERYONE else will…”

 

“N…Noo! Rishid… he wouldn't leave me! Rishid wouldn't leave me!! He wouldn't leave!!!”

 

Malik thrashed out with his fists, trying to hit the other person as hard as he could but to no avail. The other person was gone, but the smiling figure lingered on in his mind in a perfect picture.

 

“They will ALL leave you…”

 

 

Gasping awake, Malik shot up in a sitting position staring at the wall in front of him. His whole body was shaking and quivering uncontrollably. His heart pounded painfully in his chest, making it hard to get his thoughts straight. That dream… it was so realistic.

 

Fear still griping at him, Malik yelled out for one of his servants with an undignified tone of voice. When no one had come, Malik angrily stood on his shaky legs and grabbed his purple-black robe. He rushed over to the door in maddening rage and grabbed the knob, only to be met in person by one of his minions.

 

“What took you so long, fool!!?”

 

The taller man swallowed nervously and bowed his head.

 

“I… I was just—“

 

“Never mind your petty excuses!! Where is Rishid?!” Malik instantly rushed out the door with incredible speed. The minion, running just to keep up with his master, stared on at him in surprise. Malik hadn't even mentioned punishing him…

 

“Uhh, sir, last time I saw him he was with the girl.”

 

“Forget that girl!!” He shrieked as he stomped into his throne room and slumped into his golden renaissance chair. “I want you to find, Rishid, and I want you to tell him to report to me immediately! And make sure that there are sentry guards at every entry or exit door, pronto!!”

 

The man looked on at him in slight befuddlement. “If I may ask, sir, why do we need that many guards on duty right now? I'm sure there's nothing to fret about. No one will come into this place.”

 

Gripping the sides of his chair until his knuckles were paper white, Malik hissed out loud to the unfortunate minion.

 

“And what if someone does come in here, huh?! Oh!! I see now… So you would rather let someone come into my domain, reek havoc upon the others, then walk in here and slaughter me until my death!?!”

 

The minion shook his head in panic. “N-n-no sir. Forgive me for questioning you…”

 

“Get out of my sight, maggot!! Before I decapitate you on the spot!!”

 

Bowing hurriedly, the man scuttled thankfully out of Malik's presence and rushed out to follow his master's orders. Malik on the other hand, sat on his chair breathless, placing a hand on his now throbbing head.

 

Why? Why was he always so frustrated and angry… why did he have the need for violence and hurting of others…?

 

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Jin stared into the eyes of the man set before her, alarm twisting thoughts. He was tall and broad, just like the other guys and just as mean looking. But there was something about him that made Jin question…

 

The operate was holding a tray in front of himself with large hands. He appeared to pay no attention to Jin at all as he sluggishly walked over to the nightstand next to the bed and set it on the flat surface. Then, without so much as a glance at her, the guy nodded his head, walked out of the room and closed the door. Moments later, Jin heard the tumbles in the lock click. Then… it was all silent and she was alone again.

 

Letting her heart slow down just a bit, Jin took in a huge gulp of air and sighed. That was close, she thought. I was sure he would try to rape me or something…

 

Glancing at the door, Jin remembered sadly about the pin in her hand.

 

“I guess it didn't work after all…” she mumbled to herself, placing it gently into her hair. Now what was she going to do? Dragging her feet miserably, Jin sat on the bed and looked over at the tray the man had placed on the night stand. On it was bread, cheese, and a glass of water. At least she had something to eat…

 

Chewing slowly as her attention began to unwind; Jin stared out the heavily barred window at the now full moon shining brightly down upon her. It was such a beautiful and magnificent sight that Jin began to feel tears form in her eyes. Wiping them quickly away, she calmed her self down and began to ponder.

 

I wonder if I'll ever get out of here. What do they want with me, anyways? I didn't do anything to them! I've always tried to be nice to people… Jin rolled her eyes. Ok… most of the time I've tried to be nice to people…

 

When she had finished eating her “dinner” Jin lifted her legs and hugged her knees as she propped herself up against the wall. I wonder how my boss is doing… she mused. Probably not at all worried about me. He most likely thinks I'm just being lazy and staying home… Cathy might miss me. She at least cared about me a little bit… I wonder what Rishid is doing.

 

As soon as the thought pierced into her mind, Jin immediately bashed her head up against the wall.

 

“No…” She whispered to herself. “Forget about him… he doesn't care about you… he'd have you dead in an instant if his stupid “master” even mentioned it…” And yet, she couldn't get her mind off of the lofty, quiet man no matter how hard she tried. Despite her attempts to erase him from her brain forever, he still loitered around like a pesky disease. She remembered his soft golden eyes that gazed at her sympathetically and gently as if pleading for her pity. His intimidating, yet reassuring voice… his masculine, broad built… his brilliant sun-tanned skin… his-- Feeling her face gleam a bright blood red, Jin shook her head violently and tried to regain her composure. Stop thinking of him!!! Instead of fantasizing about some jerk, why don't you figure out a way to get out of her-

 

Wait.

 

An idea lodged itself into her mind like the bullet of a gun. What if… she could get Rishid here? Yeah… if she could get Rishid here… maybe she could persuade him into letting her get out of here! He couldn't be all bad… he might just reconsider. I mean… what else is there to do? I might as well try.

 

Jin stood up swiftly and made her way to the door. Raising her fist, she beat on it rapidly without much mercy, shouting all the while.

 

“Heeelloooooo!!!!? Anyone out there!? Hello, hellooooo!!!”

 

She waited for a few minutes for someone to come and answer her, but no one came. Irritation setting in, she continued to slam on the metal door with all her might, not at all intending on giving up.

 

“Hellooo!! I need to talk to someone!! Helloo!!”

 

“What do you want, woman!?”

 

The loud, booming voice was so sudden and sharp it made Jin jump quite violently. Her confidence and courage were slowly deserting her, making her whole body quiver. But she couldn't just give up… she had to do her best.

 

“F-Finally! I need to talk to someone!”

 

“Yeah, yeah…” The person on the other side rumbled, unconcerned. “I heard you. Look, lady. I'm just doing my job and that means I can't let you talk to anyone.”

 

“Oh, come on!” Jin yelled, trying to sound as convincingly annoyed as possible. “Are you seriously that anal? I think it'd be at least a slight bit ok if I could just speak to one person. I mean, what harm would it do? You'd still have your job, you know. And plus…” Jin shifted her voice to melancholy and sad. “I…I'd be able to fulfill my few last wishes before a calamity were to fall upon me…”

 

It was silent for a painstaking moment, and then the person on the other side cackled mockingly.

 

“Hahahahaaa! Ok, woman. What do you want?”

 

Jin smiled mischievously and put her ear next to the door.

 

“I wish to speak to Rishid.”

 

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Wordlessly sitting on the bed in his room, Rishid's face was twisted with pain. His body was sore and aching everywhere. His shoulder wasn't doing any better than it was before and it reopened now and again whenever he would walk. If only he was able to go out and get some sedatives or something… but Master Malik had forbidden him to leave the HQ unless he reported to him about it, and Rishid knew he wouldn't allow him to leave for such a “pointless” errand.

 

Feeling what seemed to be a hot flash passing by, Rishid touched his neck and forehead. A fever was starting to begin and he was burning up pretty badly, but there was no such thing as asking for Tylenol in a place like this. He just had to bear it and go on with his job then everything would be alright… He guessed.

 

No. Nothing was ever alright. Rubbing his face with his hand, Rishid wished he could just take all the stress and all the pain and put them in a little box to deal with later. He didn't have time to be sick or bothered because he had to be ready for what Master Malik wanted, and that was for him to be by his side no matter what happened…

 

Unexpectedly, a loud pounding at the door caused Rishid's whole room to quake, giving him a mini heart attack in the process. Instantly knowing that it wasn't Malik, Rishid became extremely angry and blurted out.

 

“What is it!? I'm busy!”

 

“Too bad, ass-wipe,” someone on the other side of the door replied without hesitation. “I have a bit of a message for you from your pretty little girlfriend.”

 

Right away, Rishid straightened his posture and blinked curiously.

 

Jin…?

 

“Shut your mouth, you ungrateful pig. What did she say…?”

 

“Well, which is it? Do you want me to shut my mouth or tell you what she said?”

 

Rishid groaned. “Just tell me!”

 

“Alright alright. So demanding…” The voice snickered mockingly. “She wanted to… talk to you. She said it was very important.”

Rishid thought this over with himself, somewhat suspicious.

 

“….She really said that?”

 

“Hey, if you don't believe me, ask her yourself, otherwise stop questioning me and get your ass up…”

 

Rishid sighed as he heard the other man's footsteps fading away. Did Jin… really want to talk to him? Well there was only one way to find out. Groaning softly as he stood up, he wrapped his cloak around him easily and slipped his hood over his face. Finally, he walked stiffly out of his room, locked it, and then slowly made his way down the hallways. Twists, turns and curves; they all made walking a laboring task.

 

At last, when he was near Jin's cell, Rishid stopped dead in his tracks. Suddenly cautious about how he looked, he wished he had worn something else …like a lighter cloak…or something. Cupping his hand, he also checked to see if his breath smelled, making him wish he additionally brushed his teeth… Realizing what he was doing, Rishid merely sighed and let his head hang slightly. What am I doing…? Why does it matter what I look like or anything…

 

Just when Rishid was about to reach into his pocket to get the keys to Jin's cell, something came in contact with the front of his leg, tripping him and making him slam full forced into the dirt floor. The impacted had caused Rishid to land awkwardly, tearing and reopening the injury on his bad shoulder. Clenching his teeth, Rishid struggled to get to his knees, but was immediately met by a kick in the ribs.

 

“Oh, dear me. I'm so sorry, Rishid-kun,” Haru said with deride pity. “But you should really watch your step. It can get pretty hazardous around here.”

 

“Yes,” Soshi added. “Be careful, friend. You don't want to get hurt. What would we do without our poor Rishi-kun?”

 

The two brothers guffawed loudly at the fallen man. Feeling his anger and aggravation well up inside of him, Rishid bit by bit stood up, forgetting completely about the searing twinge in his right shoulder. The two brothers looked on at him with minor curiosity not at all impressed by the wounded man.

 

“What's wrong, Rishid? You got hurt?”

 

“Awww. Poor Rishi-kun,” Soshi shrugged, shaking his head. “You're just so pathetic and weak you're a danger to yourself. Take it from me, Rishid, I-“

 

But he didn't get to finish his sentence due to the fist that collided at mach 5 into his face. Out cold and practically brain dead, Soshi's limp body rammed into the wall behind and slid down to the floor without a sound. Terrified and thunderstruck, Haru shook with unspeakable fear as he saw his own brother's face bleeding from a serious wound inflicted on his forehead.

 

“S-Soshi!? Soshi!! A-are you oka—“

 

Feeling his shirt being grabbed and his body being lifted off the ground, Haru chocked on his own words as he stared into the now cold golden eyes of Rishid, dread and terror forming a lump in his throat.

 

“If you don't…want the same thing that happened to your brother… to happen to you, I suggest you walk away. And if I ever catch you crossing paths with me again, I'll make Master Malik's punishments look like child's play… Got it?” He asked compellingly, bashing Haru against the wall. Unable to utter a sound, Haru nodded his head stiffly, whimpering pitifully as he was thrusted forcefully onto the floor.

 

Still feeling anger and dull rage lingering in his mind and heart, Rishid walked away, unconcerned about the now weeping Haru who knelt by his unconscious brother.

 

When Rishid had finally gotten to Jin's room, he fished the keys out of his pocket, fumbled with them a little, and then found the correct one. Inserting it in, he turned the knob and entered into the darkened room. Closing the door behind him, Rishid looked around the room for Jin.

 

But she wasn't there.

 

Blinking, Rishid felt a surge of panic strike through him. Where had she gone?! Rushing over to the bed, he looked under it, over it, and to the side of it, but to no avail. Did the other guards let her out or something?! She couldn't have gotten far! Turning around in order to rush out of the room, Rishid was about to open the door and dash out, but something solid, large and very heavy smashed down on his head like a falling boulder, making him see stars. Holding his now scrambled head, Rishid twisted around to see a scared Jin holding what looked like the few remains of a wooden object.

 

“Uuhh…” She stuttered, hiding the wood behind her back. “S-sorry?”

 

“W-What the heck did you hit me with…?” Rishid slurred, his mind foggy and blurred.

 

“Oh. Nightstand.” Jin motioned her head to the side. “I thought you know…”

 

“Ggoohhnn…” Rishid toppled to the side, feeling his world shift. Jin, in a slight panic, caught Rishid with what little physical strength she could muster and strained to keep him held up.

 

“Nnggg! Why are you so heavy!?” Trying her hardest to drag Rishid, she ended up just propping him up beside the bed, catching her breath and staring down at the now cataleptic man. “Ooohhh… maaan… what do I do now…? What do I do now…?”

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